Bad things come in three

The ivory female seemed to stand frozen with no emoshion visible upon her features as she listened to the pale male speak and to be honset her blood was boiling within her after all she spoke the truth and posed no edthreat to any creature on these lands. when the male stoped talking to her she allowed her ears to lower upon her skull, that anger had now build up and began to show upon her frame. Apologies but I was not hunting upon thy lands, There was a small group of deer east from here and away from your land however the river you claim to be your's continues through that land also! and as I stated before hand, I was forced in to the river and was sweep down to this location" she spoke in a formal tone as she kept her frame ridged as she explained the landscape and how it fitted in with her little story. A light winter wind passed and ruffled her pelt only to send a bit of shiver down her spin this was not good weather to be soaking wet in even if she was breed a winter wolf.